Category Archives: introspection

Ends meet

I am a words girl, and as such, I know a lot of phrases. But one phrase in particular I never quite understood: to make ends meet. A common phrase, it’s clearly impossible to number how many times I’ve written, … Continue reading

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But I’m Always Careful

Hey y’all. Guess what I finished today? You’ll never guess so I’ll show you: Did you think I couldn’t do it? So did I. Here is the list of goals I set for myself for April 2012: 1. Write 750 … Continue reading

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These self defeating lies you’ve been repeating

I was thinking of writing a book in February but I can’t decide if I should write it as myself (creative nonfiction sort of artsy type thing) or if I should try to contrive some sort of fantastic story, complete … Continue reading

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Bedtime

A few days ago I was driving in to work at the crack of dadgum dawn, when it hit me: THIS IS MY LIFE NOW. It was surreal, and depressing, to face the day like that, just exactly as I’d … Continue reading

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Happy Thanksgiving back.

The first year I missed Thanksgiving with my huge crazy extended family was in 2005. I’d moved to Canada two months earlier to embark on the adventure of a lifetime. I’d just turned 19. I was in college. My little … Continue reading

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Drained

The most stressful part of faux parenthood was not that the children were difficult or the job was physically demanding (though it was a workout). It wasn’t that I had to be constantly on my guard (though I did). For … Continue reading

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